The pool party went well Friday night. I wore my suit, but I never once stepped in the pool. GG was having so much fun swimming with her friends that I didn't see a need for me to get in with her. Instead I sat on the side and chatted with a few friends. We ended up talking about our kids' school. In particular, their teacher. Let's just call her Hitler Miss X.

I had heard stories before the second grade started so I knew going in that there was a good chance this would be a rough year. Well, for me, at least. Here's one of the stories I heard from a parent whose son was in her class 2 years ago.

Miss X was getting ready to teach the kids about plural possessives. This parent said she had sent a note home to all the parents saying this lesson was coming up. Kids usually have a hard time with this so don't expect your child to bring home good grades for this lesson. At the time I trusted this lady's word about as far as I could throw her. And believe me, that's not very far at all.

Apparently it's true. Miss X told another parent this year that the lesson on plural possessives was coming up and her son wouldn't do well with it. Sometimes the girls catch on, but usually the boys don't. If I was that parent, I would have taken that as the teacher calling my child dumb. And that's exactly how she felt.

On another note, GG recently brought home 2 letters in one week. The letters were basically "Dear Mom and Dad. I was talking after I was told to stop. Please sign and return." I signed and returned and then GG was grounded. Now I have known since GG was a little under a year old that she was a talker so this doesn't come as a surprise to me. But after talking to the parent I just mentioned, I've learned some things. Her son (and a few other kids) have brought home similar letters. This parent asked why her or her husband were never contacted about this talking problem. She was told by Miss X that she doesn't send home letters or make phone calls about behavior problems because the child doesn't have consequences from the parents. So now she's saying that we're bad parents?

At the pool, we were also talking about how our kids bring home sloppy work or work that isn't finished. One mom asked Miss X if there was extra work she could do with her son at home to help him out. She was told that with her son, it's an issue of time. In other words, he wants to rush through his work to be the first one done. He doesn't care how sloppy it is. She's been yelling at her son trying to get him to be neater with his work. I've also talked to GG about this and other parents from the class have talked to their kids about it. All of our kids say the same thing ~ they don't have any time to get their work done in class!

There are so many more problems, some pretty bad, and I could go on and on, but I won't. I'm just trying to figure out why this teacher is still there? There are rumors she's retiring after this year (yay!), but that tells you how long she's been with the district. I know these kids sometimes have behavior issues, mine included, but maybe more of the blame falls in the teacher. We've been told she has bad social skills when it comes to talking to parents, but making you feel like a bad parent with a dumb child is way beyond bad social skills!

I also wonder if GG does anything else at school to get in trouble. I know she's a good kid and, other than talking, I don't think she gets in trouble. But if Miss X doesn't send home note or make phone calls, how would I know in the first place?

We still have a long way to go, but I can't wait until this year is over. Thankfully, Little Dude shouldn't have her (assuming she retires soon). But with my luck he'll have the same teacher GG did in Kindergarten. I heard troubling stories about her, too, but we never had a problem with her. Looking back, I now understand why certain negative things were said about her. I guess you learn things when you help out in the school. But parents aren't allowed to request teachers here, so I guess we'll just deal with things as they come.

If you read my last post than you know all about the 10 things that make me happy. If you didn't read it, go check it out. I'll wait!

I realized late in the day that I forgot to pay it forward. It's been a crazy week so I apologize for that.

I've already passed this on to Rita over at One 2 Try this award. You should check out her blog - it's a pretty cool place.

Now for the other 9 people...

Well, I'm going to take the cop out route on this. I hate picking and choosing certain people. Firstly, I'm bad at decisions. Second, I always feel like I leave people out when I do that. If you are a follower and a commenter on my blog, please take this award. Let me know if and when you do your top 10 so I can come and check it out!

And now I must get ready to go swimming. If you read my last post, did you notice that I didn't mention swimming when I said I want to live somewhere warm? It's not that I don't like to swim, because I do. But it's 10 degrees out right now. Swimming is the furthest thing from my mind! As a matter of fact, the complete opposite is all I can think about - getting and staying warm!

But GG decided at the last minute she wanted to go the her school's swim party. Yes, it's inside - we're not that crazy in the 'Burgh! I think she found out which of her friends are going.

Thankfully Little Dude isn't coming. He's still not comfortable in the water (unless it's the baby pool, and there's not one of those at the high school). When he told me he would just watch us, I said "Hell No" he would have so much more fun hanging out with Daddy at home. And now Daddy's sick so we'll see how that goes!

I've decided to do one of those kill 2 birds, one stone thing. Call it double dipping I suppose. Here's my reason for this...

I'm jumping in on this again

While you're here visiting, I figure it's a good time to showcase a particular award I got. Part of accepting this award is to let the blog world know who passed it on and then I have to list 10 things that make me happy.

I figure these 10 things may help you to get to know who I am a little and hopefully you'll stick around for future ramblings.

I received this award from Meg over at Just Another Manic Mommy. I recently stumbled upon her blog and I love it! She is so funny!

Now 10 things that make me happy.

1. My husband who loves me so much, good mood or bad.

2. My kids, GG and Little Dude. Yes they can drive me up a wall, but everyday they do things that make me realize my life wouldn't be the same without them. GG loves to make "I Love Mom" cards at school. Little Dude can be very cuddly and loves to give hugs.

3. Yarn. Yes, I said yarn makes me happy. I guess it's more of what I do with it than the yarn itself. I taught myself to crochet last year and I'm hooked. If you click on "handmade" up above you can check out some of the things I've made so far.

4. Coffee. Actually, caffeine in general make me happy, but I especially love a tall, hot cup o' java from Caribou.

5. Sports. I love football and hockey so much that I probably bleed black and gold. The Steelers not getting to the Superbowl, let alone the playoffs, does not make me happy. But win or lose, I love those boys!

6. Chocolate. Do I really need to explain this one!?

7. TV. I don't have a lot of shows, but the ones I do watch, I'm addicted to. Grey's, Lost, and my new favorites, ghost shows. Especially Ghost Adventures. I love scary stuff, even though sometimes those shows are a little corny.

8. Blogging. I have fallen in love with my blog. I love sharing what's going on with kids, but I also love that I have a place to go when I just need to let it all out. I've also discovered that I love to change the look of my blog. That's just a heads up in you do decide to hang around a while!

9. Anywhere not cold. I will admit the snow can look pretty, but I hate being cold! It's so hard for me to warm back up! If you took away hurricanes, I'd live on the beach for the rest of my life!

10. Tattoos. I have 4 and am trying to get another one. Each one has some sort of meaning behind it. This one is my favorite as of now...

I have my husband hooked on them now. So when I am able to get another one, I guarantee he will be right there with me getting #3.

So there you have it. My top 10...

Oh, that's only 9?Well let's make being done with that list my #10, k?That wasn't quite as easy as I thought it would be.

I realized the other day that I probably post more about Little Dude than I do about GG. Maybe because he's home with me all day, every day, and I get to see all the wacky things he does.

But really, how can I not post about the things he does? Especially when he wants to eat things like this...

I'm not sure if you can tell what this sandwich is, so let me explain.

About a week ago, I asked what he wanted to eat for lunch. It was the day before a big grocery trip, so choices were kinda limited. He opened the fridge and saw the mayo. He wanted a sandwich, but we had no cheese. My kids like mayo and cheese sandwiches. Anyway, I asked him to choose something else. He said mayo and jelly.

Ok, ew!!! I said I refused to make that for him because it sounded gross and I think he ended up eating a hotdog or Ramen noodles (I'm surprised he hasn't turned into one of those 2 things!). Yesterday at lunchtime, I again asked what he wanted to eat. Again he says mayo and jelly. This time I made it for him, just to see if he would eat it.

He ate it. The whole sandwich, except for 2 bites.

What the heck is wrong with my son??? Boys are gross!!!

On another note, there was an incident in my neighborhood last night. I won't go into details, but trust me, it wasn't a good situation. But it leads me to ask 2 requests of you.

Make sure to hug your kids extra tight and let those around you know that you love them.

Also, Kmama has to take her son to get some tests done. I know watching your kids go through medical procedures is not easy. I think it's harder on the parents than it is for the kids sometimes. Please head over to her blog, read her Thank You Very Much post and leave her some good vibes for her and her son.

Tuesday afternoon when I realized I didn't have to go to the store til later, I thought it would be a good time to get back into some sort of exercise routine. I brought out my Wii Fit, which by the way, reminds you how many days it's been since you last made a visit. Thanks!What I said to myself while working out ~ Way to go! Keep up the good work! Work through the pain! If you get back in shape, you want have to complain to the doctor again.

What I meant to say (especially after I was done) ~ Dumbass! There was no need to jump back into that full force. Working through the pain will probably result in more pain later.

And I can't tell you just how true that is! Steps are NOT my friend right now! And if my knee doesn't quit giving out on me, I just might have to cave and call.

Ok, enough pity party. Moving on to some funny stuff!

GG has a crocheted dragon and a monkey. I didn't make them - they're probably from a craft fair or something. But I did think I was capable enough to make my own versions of those critters. If you click on 'handmade" up there in my nav. bar, you can see the red dragon I made.

Go ahead... I'll wait...

Anywho, I made the monkeys ~ one for each of them.

What I said ~ They were a lot easier than I thought! I'm so glad you like them.

What I meant ~ Seriously? You like those? They're ugly as sin!!!

There's a reason I probably won't add themto the collection up there in the nav. bar!

Tuesday night for dinner we decided to have breakfast food. Now that I have my Foreman Griddle, things go much faster. I can make pancakes (6 at a time) and sausage well before C has the eggs done!

Anyways, we all ate an insane amount of food. I won't give exact numbers, but trust me when I say it was a lot of food for 4 people, 2 of which are little.

After dinner the kids and I made apple cake. It took an hour to bake so in the meantime I bloggedplayed on Facebook gave the kids baths. Then the cake had to cool so I ran to the liquor convenient store and stopped to put gas in the car. When I got back the 3 of us each had a piece of cake.

What I said ~ Holy crap this stuff is good!

What I meant ~ Self, you are a complete moron! Do you not remember all those pancakes you stuffed in your face like an hour ago?!? Your stomach is NOT going to be happy with you in about 15 minutes when it sinks in that you ate again! Add that to your knee pains. Maybe you should have stopped at the liquor store so you can pass out and not have to deal with the misery that you will feel later. Good luck lady!

I consider myself lucky in that I married the bestest man. We've been together since high school, so to be honest, I didn't really dapple in the dating scene all that much. So sadly, for you at least, I don't have too many stories. But I do have my standards.

First off, I really don't care much for short guys. I'm 5'4" - not tall by any means, but definitely not short either! I did briefly date a guy way back when and he was shorter than me. I always felt uncomfortable.

I also have this thing where if you're going to hit on me, than make it just me. And let me make it clear (just in case my husband does read this) - you can flirt all you want. I'm still gonna walk away!

Anywho, let me explain this a little further with a story.

A few years ago my mom and I went to the neighborhood bar for a few drinks. And probably karaoke, too. NO we don't sing!!! We just laugh at those who try! I'm drinking my Captain and Coke and she's sipping her gin and tonic. Ok, it was more like Captain and Gin. Let's just say my favorite bartender is a little generous. But in the end it saves me money. 2 is really all you need to start feeling pretty happy.

So we're drinking and chatting when we see this guy sitting by himself at the little table behind us. We both recognize him as the guy who lives down the street from my mom. Kind of an odd man, but one of those people you say hi to in passing. He starts talking to me, asking things like my name, was I from the area. There was a compliment somewhere in there as well. I politely thanked him and turned around to finish my drink. He then starts talking to my mom and asking her the same things. Finally my mom explains that nothing will come from him talking to either one of us and she mentions that she's my mom.

He's shocked and says he thought we were friends. Maybe I looked older than he thought or my mom looked younger than he thought. I'm going to go with the second of those 2 thoughts. I mean after all, I was carded the other night! I'm not that old, but I'm old enough to not be carded anymore. I think that lady made my night! And, yes, I do think my mom looks younger than she really is.

So where was I? Right - he found out we were mother/daughter. Apparently this excited him. He starts hinting at the 3 of us getting together and...you know.

EW!!!!!and HELL NO!!!!!

I love my mom, but again, hell and no!

Even if I wasn't married at the time, that still would have been a deal breaker!

So what's your dealbreaker? Go check out SupahMommy and MommyBrain to read, what I'm sure will be some funny stories. Maybe add your own!

Wow is about all I can say for all the new followers in the past week. I guess that's what happens when you link up with blog carnivals. I want to send out a big

to all of you who clicked to join the "Cool Kids". If you want to join, just click over there on the left! Anyway, I'm still trying to catch up, but I will visit and hopefully get to know you.

In other news...

The Old Man (hey! That's what he calls himself when talking to the kids so I'm using it, too.) is teaching GG how to write some code.

We were listening to the daily morning podcast the other day. Usually I find them rather boring, but that's because I'm not the one who's the programmer, but this one caught my attention. This boy wrote a book about coding with his dad. The book is intended for kids and beginners. This boy started writing the book when he was 6!!! So needless to say, once payday came around, the book was purchased. It came surprisingly fast and they started today. It's so cool to watch my husband teach his child something that he loves. And it's awesome that she's interested as well.

Another big thing, well for me at least, is that I finally finished all the links in my navigation bar (scroll up). I started figuring out how to make the bar and about halfway through I started itching for a new blog design. I'm trying to win a new design from Amber, but even if I don't, I'm sure I'll start tinkering with things. For the new people, I like to change how things look so don't freak out if you visit and things look different. It's still me!

But anyway, all the links were done except "handmade". I finally added things to it so if you want, you can check out some of the things I have made.

Well, that's about all the exciting news I have for now. My kids are supposed to be cleaning, but it sure doesn't sound like it.

On Tuesday when I was on Facebook, a friend mentioned in their status that they were watching the children from the orphanage arrive in Pittsburgh. I was reading over the comments deciding if I should throw my 2 cents in or not. I decided not to because I wasn't sure I liked where things were going. There was a short discussion on how we (the United States) should not help those people. The reason - what has Haiti done for us? And we have our own problems on our own soil to worry about.

I was shocked, to say the least. I know that the United States has it's own share of problems, and yes, they do need to be dealt with. But why should that stop us from helping others? We have more resources than they do so we should put them to good use. I also feel that by helping others, they in return will help us if, God forbid, anything tragic like that happens to us.

What are your thoughts?

While on the subject of helping, that leads to the next thought that's been jumping around in my head. Blogging.

When I first started blogging, it was intended to be a means for family and friends who don't live close by to stay updated on our family. In particular, my kids. I started reading other blogs, following other blogs and gaining my own group of followers. I have since realized that there is so much more to blogging than I first thought.

Yes, this is still a way for me to keep family and friends updated. But my blog is also a place for me to connect to others and hopefully make new friends. Even though I may not have met the face behind the blog, I consider the writers of some of the blogs I read to be friends. If a funny story is posted, I laugh, too. If they are having a rough time, my heart hurts for them. And if someone pisses that blogger off, I get pissed, too.

My blog is also a place for me to escape and sort through my thoughts. Often times things happen in our lives that we just don't understand and for me, putting my words to "paper" helps. I can reread what I typed and hopefully it helps. I have also realized that there are others out there who have been through similar experiences and it really does help to know you're not alone.

I have also seen bloggers come together to help a specific cause. I think that is incredible. Most of these people haven't met in real life, but they still can come together for a good cause.

If you feel the need to help others, than I think it's wonderful. And to all the other bloggers out there

Don't get me wrong, I love being a mom. I wouldn't trade this life in for any other. But sometimes I just have those days where I miss being young.

And for the record

I AM NOT OLD!!!

I'm just older than the days I like to remember.

I miss being able to sleep til noon. Well, on the weekends anyway. And in the summer. Chris lets me sleep in on the weekends, which is one of the many reason I love him. But I don't sleep that late.

I miss being able to do what you want without having to get a babysitter. I could typically stay out later, too. Yes, I had a curfew, but it seems the older I get, the earlier the curfew set by said babysitter gets.

I miss days like this...

I'm the first girl on the left.

We were having a going away party for a friend. My best friend T (the receiver of the party) and I were talking about this night the other day. We laughed for a long while about the cake we had that night. Honestly, I don't remember actually eating any of the cake. Let's just say we were busy digging it out of our ears while my mom was wiping it off her bathroom walls!

And, by the way, that group of people you see above... well, someone in that group thought it was a good idea to make a pyramid. Being one of the lighter ones, guess who was stuck at the top! I wish I had a picture of that!

Ever have one of those moments when you say one thing, but really mean something completely different? Chiefhad the bright idea to put all these thoughts in blog form and have a big carnival! After you read what I meant said, go visit Chief to read some more funny stuff!

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The other day I had to run to the grocery store to pick up a few things for dinner. As usual, I was running behind. I had to get in and get out so I could get a good parking spot to get GG from school. It's too cold to try and walk a bazillion miles!

So Little Dude and I run in, grab what we need and get in line. Sweet, thought I. We picked a short line! Of course we were behind this lady whose friend had run back to get her a precious case of Diet Crap Coke. Fine. Whatever. We all forget things sometimes. Then she starts checking that everything rang up right on the screen. With our store, it shows the regular price and then what you actually paid is underneath. Apparently she did not see this and argued with the cashier over every little item.

What I did... checked my phone for the time and shook my head. There were no shorter lines so I wasn't even gonna look.

What I meant to say... Look lady. I have somewhere to be. And in case you didn't notice, there's a line forming behind me. And not one of those people look too pleased with you right about now. If you're worried about going over budget when you shop, than what you need to do is bring a darn calculator with you and add as you go. You brought a friend - she can help with the math in case you can't figure it out!

The other day my neighbor knocks on my door. After I make sure it wasn't Little Dude, cuz he likes to trick us by knocking, I open the door. Her cell phone bill was due and she asked if I could give her a lift to the store the next morning.

And, yes, this is the neighbor who needed a ride to her sister's and also asked me to pay a utility bill for her using my bank card and she would give me cash.Anyway, what I said... I had to go do something at my mom's the next day. I didn't know what time and I wouldn't talk to my mom til later in the day. All of that was true by the way. She said if she saw our car in the driveway the next morning she would come over.Whatever. I guess it wouldn't kill my to get out of my pajamas before noon. It's only 1 time, right?What I meant to say... I refer to our car as "Mom's Taxi".

That means the only people privileged enough to get chauffeured around are the ones who live in Mom's kingdom. No where in there does it say "Neighborhood Taxi"! I see you walking all over the neighborhood so don't even try to tell my that it's too far to walk from the bus stop to the store. It's a 1/2 mile from your house to the grocery store, which I see you walk all the time! You won't have to walk that far. Suck it up and take a bus!

Last night I was getting in the car when I saw my neighbor taking her trash out. Yes, same neighbor. Being all neighborly and junk, I waved. She looked directly at me and walked back in her house.What I meant to do... Give her a wave. Minus 4 fingers!

Amy over at Keeping up with the Schultz Family tagged me and challenged me to name my top 5 moments from 2009. Well guess what? It's Tuesday. In other words, I'm doing my top 5 post-it style.

Yea, I'm double dipping. It's my blog so back off, k?

1.

I left hell quit my job at the end of the previous summer and I was so excited to stay home with the kids. We had pool passes and did a few little trips to the farm and what not. The last time I had a whole summer with one of my kids was when my oldest looked like this...

2.

My summer was also full of some kick ass concerts. Along with the ones above, I saw Jimmy Buffett and the Clarks. The Clarks was also my kids' first concert. Except for Little Dude falling asleep on my feet, we had fun. And btw, we were maybe 20 feet from the stage. Someone please explain his ability to sleep.

On my feet!On cement!In the middle of a concert!!!

Speaking of Little Dude...

3.

Day AND night!!!Do you know how flippin excited I am?!?

4.

We had family come in to visit last year. It was so great to see them! My cousin was pregnant at the time and her and her husband have recently welcomed their little one into this world. Congrats!!!

5.

HA!!! Fooled you!!!There are no babies coming out of me anytime soon!

I'm referring to my blog. I can dress it up all pretty. I can say whatever I want. And the best part is, I don't have to worry about any back talk, unlike what comes from the other 2 devils angels I have.

TAG!! YOU'RE IT!!!

Ok, if you don't want to do a top 5 of '09, that's fine. Let me know if you do and I'll stop by to check it out.

But at the very least, head on over to see SupahMommy and read some other cool post-its!

I love to read! According to my mom, I was reading when I was 3. When I had my own kids, I thought, wow I'm gifted! So naturally, they will be, too. I can teach them to read early!

Let's just say when GG was 3 and I tried to teach her to read...well, I almost went bald!

But halfway through kindergarten, it clicked. And she reads non stop! Some nights we have to tell her to put the books away and sleep!

Anywho, back to me. Growing up I was obsessed with the Babysitters Club and Sideways stories. It's so cool that I've passed the second of those onto GG. I don't think she's quite ready for Babysitter Club books yet.

Now that I'm grown up, my tastes are different. I am a huge James Patterson fan! I've read just about all of his books. I never got into the Maximum Ride series. Flying kids do nothing for me. Of course I love Harry Potter. Go figure!

I just finished Patterson's King Tut. Yes, SupahMommy, I know it was months ago, but present making needed to take top priority. But once I picked it up again, I was done in 2 days.

So anyways, back to SupahMommy's and MommyBrain's questions at hand...

What are you currently reading?Nothing at the moment. For Christmas I got Stephen King's newest

I can't wait to read it, but the 1,000 pages are just a tad intimidating.

See, with Patterson, I can blow through one of his books in a day or 2. Not the same with Mr. King.

When do you find the time to read?Well, you see, I have this magic wand where I can magically add in a few hours to each day. It really comes in handy! And, no, can't borrow it.

Where do you do most of your reading?On my couch. It's the best hiding spot! The kids are usually in bed and the husband is downstairs computing. As long as I can squeeze in between the plethora of blankets and animals that the kids always forget to take back to their beds, I'm gold!

How do you choose what you read?Like I said before, anything Patterson, except the freaky kids. I also read what my BFF is reading. We have similar taste in books so I usually can't go wrong. I've also strayed from my norm by reading things like

OMG was this book amazing. So inspirational! But also very sad. I also want to read Patrick Swayze's book, but with what's gone in my life lately, I don't think I'd be able to get through much of it.

From where do you get most of your books?The library, because if you know anything about me, free is my favorite word! Of course those things are no longer free when you forget to return them, which I often do. Oops! I also borrow books from my BFF. Occasionally I buy them if it's a book I have to have and can't wait for someone else to read it. I'm not very patient either!

What do you do with a book after you've finished reading it?If it wasn't so cluttered with broken things that I need to hot glue, I'd show you a picture of my bookshelf. Complete with the piles of books next to it that don't fit anywhere else!

What are your book (reading) quirks?I don't have many. But when I do get a new book, I read the back and inside covers. I sometimes read the first page or 2, especially if I'm going to buy the book. I'm not making the mistake of buying a book and ending up hating it. I did that once. Halfway through the book I realized that all the good guys would die before the end. Let me tell you, I. WAS. PISSED!!!

I was going through GG's papers after school on Friday and I came across a letter from the school. Her school has organized something and I think it is incredibly awesome.

So, of course that means I have to share!

We all know about what's going on in Haiti right now. I think it's so wonderful that so many people from all over are pitching in to help where they can. GG's school is doing a school-wide service next week called "Bubble from B".

Just in case you didn't figure it out, her school's name starts with a B, but I don't give out all our information freely. Safety first, right!

Anyway, the students are being asked to bring in a bar of soap. They are hoping to collect 205 bars ~ that's 1 per student. Of course, they are more than happy to collect more than that amount. These bars of soap will go to Haiti.

GG's school is always organizing things for others. A few weeks ago, some of the high schoolers were selling candy canes to raise money for Make-a-Wish. The PTA tries to get donations (food or money) for the local food bank. We do Penny Wars to help a family in the community. This is just one of the reasons why I love this school district and the community.

Until next time...

PS. I've been having some fun playing around with the look of my blog. So if you stop by and it looks different don't worry. It's still me! And if you see I've changed something and it doesn't look quite right, feel free to let me know.

I don't believe in the emails that, if you forward them to X amount of people, you will be blessed with good luck, money, etc. I'm more of a "if it's meant to be it will happen" or if you work hard enough, you'll get what you want kinda person.

But it's Saturday ~ my daughter's not home, my son is occupied by Little Bear, and I need a laundry break. So I thought I would take Shell from Things I Can't Say up on her offer.

7 random things about me that you probably don't know.

So here it goes....

1. I know nothing about Survivor. Ok, I know how it's played - I did watch the first 1 or 2 seasons, but that's it. I don't know who's who and all that good drama stuff. I'm now in on SupahMommy's Blogvivor game. This should be interesting.

don't kick me outyou know you love me way too muchto do such a thing!

2. I admit that a teeny part of me actually loves the snow. This teeny part prefers to look at it from the inside of a warm house, but it's still pretty. Especially when the some comes out and it all looks glittery.

Don't worry, there's a way bigger part of me that wold much rather have summer!

3. Ghosts, spirits, whatever you want to call them ~ I believe. I think once a person leaves this world, part of them still remains and can make their presence known. Here's why I think that..

~My Pap-Pap passed away 10, going on 11 years, ago. It was rainy and cloudy all day. It just added to the depression the day brought. At the cemetery, the sun peaked out from the clouds and a bunch of birds showed up around his headstone. My Pap had bird feeders outside the kitchen window and him and my Grammie loved to look at birds. I took that as a sign he was with us still.

~Last week was all the funeral stuff for my friend that passed away. At the funeral home, both of her daughters said they wanted to go to school on Friday. Friday would have been the first day they wouldn't have to get up and go to the funeral home or have the funeral. I think everyone was afraid that would be the day everything really hit them. Turns out Mother Nature took a dump on us and school was cancelled. I think it was their mom's way of saying her babies needed another day at home.

4. I have 4 tattoos and I'm itching for another one. Yes, they hurt like hell, but they really can be addictive!

my favorite so far

5. I am a huge Beatles fan!!! Although, you might have guessed that from my blog title!

6. I have 11 piercings. No, I don't have any crazy ones. All, except 1, are in my ears and some of those were the result of drunken bored nights at college.

7. I went to school for elementary education and worked in child care for years. I no longer work and I love the fact that I am able to stay home with our kids. I think that even though I'm not working for a monetary salary, I still am putting my education to good use. The end result is just in a different form. The satisfaction of having my kids learn something new and knowing I was a part of it is extremely rewarding. I may not be able to feed my love of shopping with them, but hugs and kisses are a great form of payment.

Part of the rules for this are to tag other bloggers, but like I already said, that's not really my thing. I'm bored and wanted to share a little about me and take a break from always talking about my kids. If you want to do this, knock yourself out.

If you don't know who Jaden is, then click on his picture and you will be redirected to SupahMommy's page where you can learn all about him.

Yesterday he had his bone marrow transplant. This little cutie has been through so much and still has quite a ways to go. Please keep him in your thoughts and prayers. He will win his fight!

Kelsey's storyI read this story and it just broke my heart. Eating disorders are a scary thing and having a daughter, it is definitely something I worry about. Please click the above link to read Kelsey's story and find out how you help raise awareness.

HaitiWe all have heard about this and it is such a devastating story. I came across this link. If you click it will take you to a Google page with links and ways to help those suffering in Haiti.